El Morrito
El Aboytes y Su Carril Izquierdo
The Young Kid
We were born to die
I chose this path
And ruin was the reason
I wasn’t scared of danger
That’s why I’m all in
Grabbing the AK-47
School just wasn’t my thing
It showed back when I was a kid
Books weren’t for me
But I was ready for what came
If someone sang a shot
I’d tie it down real tight
I load my Glock on my belt
It’s got 15 rounds in it
And I never ease off the trigger
Definitely not my short gun
And it’s from the 70s
That’s the setup for me
Convoys with armor
Through dirt roads and streets
You can see them in Nogales
All ranchers from the start
They’re ready to get down
The people of the Commander
In that first clash
Everything felt slow
And I remembered my parents
But I started firing
When I recalled the moment
When we were starving
Just to make it clearer
It's pure land of Mayo
That’s what we’re watching out for
There’s M.Z. for a while
And teamed up with the gringos
They’re gonna see us patrolling
